Celestine Ikwuamaesi Poet Free verse

Searching For Love On a Valentine

For love I combed mountains,
        hunted hills;
valleys and plains yielded
       their cloaked corners.
For love I probed men's hearts,
        pried beneath plastic smiles
and painted faces.

I found none.

Up a hillock, on a rugged cross,
        hung a marred face stripped
of clothing but a tiny loincloth
        that flapped in the wind.
Sun and heat tanned him black.
        His head dropped; sweat
dripped, blood crept from a gore.

Who's this?
       The wind whispered:
Jesus Christ.
       Why?
He brought love to the world.

     
Celestine S.? Ikwuamaesi
(Feb 14/02/18)

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